This is a song about "Black struggles"

My president is black

Wonder if they take it all back

Who happens to be black

When love comes callin', don’t look back

While i freakin' spit black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Naked woman rub my back

If white was the new black

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

But i still rap like a black

Make the fingers snap

A white guy tranna act like a black

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Top dropped down, black on black

There's crack, there's crack